Chill Out!
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A Long Winter’s Nap
Flight of the Penguin
A Reindeer’s First Christmas
New Friends for Christmas
“It’s dark out, but I’m
wide awake,” Sally said.
“Me too,” said Nick.
“I’m not ready for bed.”
They tried reading a story.
They tried counting sheep.
Then they heard a voice call,
“You should go to Gleep Sneep!”
The kids knew that voice.
The kids knew that hat.
There was only one Cat
who said “Gleep Sneep” like that!
“We’re sleepy,” said Nick,
“but we’re wide awake, too.”
“Don’t worry,” the Cat said.
“I know what to do.
To the Whispering Wood
we must go! That is where
you can meet my dear friend,
good old Boris the Bear.
He lives deep in the woods
to the east of Gleep Sneep,
and he knows lots of ways
to help you fall asleep.”
They soon landed inside of
the Whispering Wood.
Nick asked, “Should we whisper?”
The Cat said, “We should.”
“Cat, is that you?”
Boris said with a smile.
“Haven’t seen you in ages.
It’s been a long while.
I’m so glad to see you,
but what brings you here?
It’s freezing in Gleep Sneep
this time of the year.”
“We need help,” said Sally.
“We can’t get to sleep.”
“Well,” said Boris, “you’ll find
lots of help in Gleep Sneep!
When it comes to sleeping,
I know every trick.”
“We can use all the help
we can get,” answered Nick.
“Do you know,” Boris asked,
“about my situation?
I’m just getting ready
for my hibernation.
It’s a bear’s winter nap.
It’s a very long thing.
I go to sleep in the fall
and wake up in the spring.”
Then Boris saw something
and started to shake.
“Oh no,” he cried. “Look!
I just saw a snowflake!
As soon as I see one,
I have to get going.
I have to start sleeping
before it starts snowing!”
“We’ll help you,” said Sally,
“get ready to rest.
When it comes to helping,
we three are the best.”
“Thank you!” said Boris.
“Come on, follow me
to my snuggly home under
the roots of this tree.”
“I need a big pile that’s
at least three feet deep
of twigs, leaves, and branches
before I can sleep.”
They found armfuls of twigs,
leaves, and branches, and then
they built a deep pile
inside Boris’s den.
Then suddenly they heard
a very strange rumble.
“My stomach,” said Boris,
“is starting to grumble.
I now need to eat
a meal fit for a king.
It will be my last meal
until sometime next spring.”
The Cat called in the cooks!
(Thing One and Thing Two.)
“They will cook,” said the Cat,
“a fine dish just for you!”
So those cooks started cooking
and they did not stop.
Nuts and Berries Supreme
with leaves sprinkled on top!
Boris ate the whole thing.
That bear ate every bite.
Then he said, “Very soon,
you can tuck me in tight.
But before I can sleep,
there’s one thing I must do.
I must go to the bathroom
and you can go, too.”
Boris soon settled down.
“Now I’m sleepy,” he said.
“Here’s a pillow of leaves
to put under my head.
I’m ready to start
to hibernate.
I’ll see you in springtime.
I’ll miss you, but …
… WAIT!
I can’t hibernate yet
in my den in Gleep Sneep.
I promised to help
both of you fall asleep!”
“I have an idea,”
said the Cat. “I will try
to sing to you a
nighty-night lullaby.”
So they all snuggled down
by the light of the moon,
and the Cat in the Hat
began singing a tune.
“When the weather turns cold
and the snow grows deep,
a bear curls up
for a very long sleep.
The name of this sleep
is hibernation,
and it takes lots of
careful preparation.”
“Hear that?” whispered Sally.
“Your song worked so well.
Boris is snoring!
He’s asleep, I can tell.
He went to the bathroom.
He’s comfy and fed.
Now we should go home
and get ready for bed.”
Back home Nick said, “Now
we can sleep the night through,
but we can’t hibernate
like a bear gets to do.”
&nbs
p; They got under the covers.
The Cat yawned. “Good night!”
Then he reached out his tail
and he turned out the light.
“How I wish I could fly!”
said Nick. “Oh, it’s true.
If my arms were wings,
here is just what I’d do.
I’d go swooping and swooshing
and fly up so high,
I’d look down on the clouds
floating by in the sky.
I’d go zinging and winging
and spend all day soaring.
I don’t think that flying
would ever get boring!”
“You’re right!” said the Cat.
“And I also have heard
to learn about flying,
you should ask a bird.
I know lots of birds,
so today I’ll take you
all the way to the west coast
of Shiver-Me-Blue.
It’s frosty and freezing
and covered in snow
and home to a very
smart penguin I know.”
“Meet Percy the Penguin.”
Then Percy said, “Hi!”
“Can you help us?” asked Nick.
“Can you teach us to fly?”
“No, I can’t,” Percy said.
“My wings are too small.
Penguins can’t fly.
No, we can’t fly at all.
We cannot lift off
and get free of the ground.
But I’ll show you some other ways
we get around.”
“We can waddle! Come try it!
Just rock side to side.
I was able to waddle
the first time I tried.”
“Hello!” cried a voice.
“I can fly. Look at me!
I can soar and, what’s more,
it comes easily.
I’m Gary the Gull,
and I fly night and day
up high in the sky.
I get places that way.”
“Look at my feathers!
They’re thin and they’re long.
When I flap my wings,
they move me along.”
“My feathers,” said Percy,
“which are short and thick,
keep me warm and dry.
Yes, they do the trick.”
“My wings,” Gary said,
“take me any old place.
Hey, Percy, why don’t
you and I have a race?
The first one to get to
that iceberg will win!”
“You’re on!” Percy cried.
“I will race you. I’m in!”
“On your mark!” cried the Cat.
“Get ready, set, GO!”
“Who will win?” Nick asked Sally.
Sally said, “I don’t know.”
Those birds started racing.
“The thing is,” said Nick,
“Percy can waddle,
but he isn’t quick.”
“So long, Percy!” called Gary.
“I’m flying so fast.
I’ll soon be in first place
and you will be last!”
“Percy is falling
behind,” Sally sighed.
Then Percy did something.
He started to …
… slide!
“I can’t fly like Gary,”
he cried. “That is true.
But here is something
all penguins can do!
I can slide all the way
across Shiver-Me-Blue.”
“Let’s go!” cried the Cat.
“We can go sliding too!”
They were sliding so fast
down each slick, icy curve.
“Lean left!” the Cat cried,
and they started to swerve.
They flew through a snowbank
and started to drop.
“There’s the ocean!” yelled Nick.
“I don’t think we can stop!”
“Here we go!” Percy cried.
“Get ready! Hold on!”
He dove into the water
and then he was gone.
“We’re going swimming,”
cried Nick, “in Shiver-Me-Blue!”
But then they were rescued
by Thing One and Thing Two.
Meanwhile, Gary rested.
“I’m so far ahead,
that penguin will never
beat me,” Gary said.
But below in the ocean
what he couldn’t spot
was that Percy was swimming
as fast as a shot.
Underwater he swam
with style and with grace.
“I know,” Percy said,
“I will soon win this race.”
He flew through the water.
“Yes, this race is mine!”
Then he slid on his tummy …
… over the finish line!
“Well, I’ll be!” said Gary.
“You did it. You won!
Congratulations, Percy!”
Percy said, “That was fun.
I did win this time,
but the next time we race,
you will be the bird
who comes in first place.”
“We need to get back,”
said the Cat. “Now let’s fly!”
Percy, Gary, and all their
new friends waved goodbye.
Back home Nick said, “Watch!
I’ve just learned something new.
Here’s what Percy taught me
in Shiver-Me-Blue.
It’s a brand-new trick
that I just started trying.
I’m slipping and sliding
and gliding and …
… flying!”
Hello there. I’m Ralph.
I’ve a story to tell
about my first Christmas.
It didn’t go well.
I went to the Cat’s big
Christmas celebration,
but I somehow turned into
a big decoration!
There was lots of food
but, unfortunately,
I couldn’t find any
reindeer moss for me.
When the party was over,
guests started to leave.
I had to get home for
my first Christmas Eve.
“I’ll take you!” the Cat said.
“Jump in, if you please.
I’ll fly you back home
to far-off Freeze-Your-Knees.”
My stomach was rumbling.
I wanted a snack.
“Let’s hurry,” I told him.
“I need to get back.”
But …
you know what happens
when that Cat takes flight.
Somehow or other,
things never go right.
Our first stop was Sally’s,
where I slipped on some ice.
Then I met a reindeer
who wasn’t so nice.
Did I see reindeer moss
on Sally’s Yule tree?
It might have been moss,
but it wasn’t for me.
We took off again
and I thought, This is great.
It’s my first Christmas Eve
and I’m bound to be late.
What happened next
I could not understand.
Popcorn flew around us
and we had to land!
The Radia-toozle
was leaking! “Oh my!
Until it is fixed
I’m afraid we can’t fly!
We need water,” the Cat said,
“and then we will go.”
But where to find water?
Did anyone know?
Then we met some elephants
w
ho were on their way,
traveling together
to spend Christmas Day.
I soon learned that elephants
can always tell
where to find water.
They smell it quite well.
I tried to help them
but got lost instead
in tall, itchy grass
with a bug on my head!
It was sticky and hot
and I thought, We are sunk.
Then an elephant smelled
something fresh with her trunk.
Water! They found it!
Our friends saved the day.
The Thinga-ma-jigger
got fixed right away.